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:'''[[Marge]]:''' Ah! [[Homer]], you're still here? You should have left for work an hour ago.
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{{qf|[[Marge]]}} ''[horrified sound]'' Homer, you're still here? You should've left for work an hour ago!
:'''[[Homer]]:''' They said if I come in late for work again, I'm fired. I can't take that chance.
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{{qf|[[Homer]]}} They said if I come in late again, I'm fired. I can't take that chance.
 
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:'''Marge:''' Stop! Stoooop!
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{{qf|Marge}} I did it! I caught the school bus. Now hurry up and get on.
:'''[[Otto]]:''' Oh, you wanna drag?
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{{qf|[[Lisa]]}} But Mom, the school's right here.
:'''Marge:''' ''(gasps)'' Hrmmm. I'm not racing! It's me, Marge Simpson!
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{{qf|Marge}} I won. Don't take that away from me.
:'''Otto:''' No, you eat my dust!
 
 
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:'''[[Terri]]:''' Red hair?
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{{qf|Lisa}} Oh, it's tough being the new kid. Someone should go talk to her.
:'''[[Sherri]]: What's she trying to pull?
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{{qf|[[Bart]]}} Yeah, somebody should. One-hour dry cleaner. Man, that's fast.
:'''[[Janey]]:''' Those shoes look Canadian.
 
:'''Boy with orthodontic headgear:''' She'll never fit in.
 
:'''[[Lisa]]:''' Oh, it's tough being the new kid. Someone should go talk to her.
 
:'''[[Bart]]:''' Yeah, somebody should. ''(looking out of window)'' One-hour dry cleaner? Man, that's fast.
 
 
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:'''[[Sales lady]]  (as door is be-ing opened):''' Your baby is dead... ''(Marge and Homer gasp)'' ...that's what you'd hear if your baby fell victim to the thousands of death-traps lurking in the average American home. ''(she hands Marge a business card)''
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{{qf|Homer}} Kids gone?
:'''Marge:''' "[[Springfield Baby-Proofing]]"?
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{{qf|Marge}} Yep. It's great to have some time just to ourselves, huh?
:'''Homer:''' You... you really scared us!
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{{qf|Homer}} You read my mind. Sooo... This coffee's good, huh?
:'''Sales lady:''' Sorry about that. But the truth is, your baby [[Maggie Simpson]], is dead... ''(Marge and Homer gasp)'' ...tired of baby-proofers who don't provide a free estimate.
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{{qf|Marge}} Yeah. The uh... the milk really takes the edge off.
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{{qf|Homer}} You know, I think our marriage is...
 
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:''(the sales lady puts on a baby bonnet)''
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{{qf|[[Sales lady]]}} Your baby is dead.
:'''Sales lady:''' Now, pretend I'm a baby.
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:''[Homer and Marge scream]''
:''(she starts to crawl around the kitchen floor, making baby noises)''
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{{qf|Sales lady}} That's what you'd hear if your baby fell victim to the thousands of deathtraps lurking in the average American home.
:'''Sales lady:''' Goo, goo. Me wike to expwore!
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{{qf|Marge}} ''[reading]'' "[[Springfield Baby-Proofing]]"?
:'''Homer:''' ''(to Marge)'' That's a pretty big caboose for a baby.
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{{qf|Homer}} You...you really scared us.
:'''Marge:''' Homer, don't be... wow, that is huge!
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{{qf|Sales lady}} Sorry about that. But the truth is, your baby, Maggie Simpson, is dead!
(in fact the whole scene of her as a baby should be put here but it is too long)
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:''[Homer and Marge scream]''
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{{qf|Sales lady}} Dead tired of baby-proofers who don't provide a free estimate. Let's start in the kitchen.
 
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:'''Sales lady:''' Okay, with the window bars, toilet latches, dingo alarm and grapefruit squirt shield, your total cost would be... wow, I'm rich!
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{{qf|Sales lady}} Now, pretend I'm a baby. ''[baby voice]'' Goo goo. Me wike to expwore.
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{{qf|Homer}} That's a pretty big caboose for a baby.
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{{qf|Marge}} Homer! Don't be... Wow, that is huge.
 
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:'''Marge:''' Why don't you try reaching out to this new girl? See if you two have a common interest.
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{{qf|Homer}} This is such an eye-opener. I always pictured the kids dying in the living room.
:'''Lisa:''' Hmm. Well, lots of people like jazz fusion. ''(she pulls out her sax and demonstrates)''
 
:'''Marge:''' Okay, that's in the maybe file. What if you two bond over your [[Malibu Stacy]] dolls?
 
:'''Lisa:''' They're not dolls, they're aspiration figures.
 
 
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:'''Homer:''' That baby-proofing crook wanted to sell us safety covers for the electrical outlets. But I'll just draw bunny faces on them to scare Maggie away. ''(he begins to draw)''
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{{qf|Marge}} Why don't you try reaching out to this new girl? See if you two have a common interest.
:'''Marge:''' She's not afraid of bunnies.
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{{qf|Lisa}} Well, lots of people like jazz fusion... ''[plays jazz music]''
:'''Homer:''' ''(ominously)'' She will be.
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{{qf|Marge}} Okay, that's in the "maybe" file.
 
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:'''Homer:''' Now, do you realize how unsafe the American home is? Baby accidents occur every three minutes.
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{{qf|Lisa}} Milhouse? She got you, too?
:'''Marge:''' I'm the one who told you that!
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{{qf|[[Milhouse Van Houten]]}} Yeah. But it's not so bad, I'm standin' on Ralph.
:'''Homer:''' Yeah, but this is me talkin'. Look! I already encased the phone in concrete.
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{{qf|[[Ralph Wiggum]]}} We're a totem pole. ''[chanting]'' Hiya, hiya, hoya, hiya!
:'''Marge:''' How are you supposed to dial?
 
:'''Homer:''' Reach into these holes. I use a carrot.
 
:'''Marge:''' Isn't that a little excessive? I mean, how are the buttons dangerous?
 
:'''Homer:''' Baby could order poison!
 
 
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:'''Lisa:''' Would you bullies be interested in some body guard work?
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{{qf|Homer}} Now do you realize how unsafe the American home is? Baby accidents occur every three minutes.
:'''[[Nelson]]:''' Oh, this is so funny. We were just talking about moving into protection.
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{{qf|Marge}} I'm the one who told you that.
:'''[[Dolph]]:''' We're offering a recess and lunch package that's very affordable.
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{{qf|Homer}} Yeah, but this is me talking.
 
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:'''Nelson:''' Sorry, we don't do girls. They bite and kick and scratch.
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{{qf|Homer}} Look, I already encased the telephone in concrete.
:'''Dolph:''' And sometimes we fall in love.
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{{qf|Marge}} How are you supposed to dial?
:''(the bullies sigh)''
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{{qf|Homer}} Reach into these holes. I use a carrot.
:'''Lisa:''' Wow, there's so much I don't understand about bullying.
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{{qf|Marge}} Isn't that a little excessive? I mean, how are the buttons dangerous?
:'''Nelson:''' Yeah, there's a lot of history there. Did you know is predates agriculture?
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{{qf|Homer}} Baby could order poison.
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{{qf|Marge}} Oh, that's ridiculous.
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:''[Homer dials]''
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{{qf|Poison Delivery Service}} Poison Delivery Service. A gift-basket of poisons is on its way.
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{{qf|Marge}} ''[ashamed]'' I'm a horrible mother.
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{{qf|Homer}} Of course you are.
 
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:'''Lisa:''' I just don't understand [[Francine]]'s motivation. Why does she only go after the smart ones?
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{{qf|[[Nelson Muntz]]}} Why ya throwing tomatoes at yourself? Huh? Why ya throwing tomatoes at yourself?
:'''Nelson:''' That's like asking the square root of a million... no one will ever know.
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{{qf|[[Martin Prince]]}} Your very question is faulty!
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{{qf|[[Jimbo Jones]]}} You're faulty!
 
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:'''Lisa:''' [[Willie]], I need to see the school security tapes.
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{{qf|Nelson}} She?! Sorry, we don't do girls. They bite and kick and scratch...
:'''Willie:''' Security tapes? There's no security tapes!
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{{qf|[[Dolph Shapiro]]}} And sometimes we fall in love...
:'''Lisa:''' ''(pointing at a camera)'' It's hard to miss the cameras.
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:''[bullies wistfully sigh]''
:'''Willie:''' Aye. Willie's a stinkin' liar.
 
 
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:'''Lisa:''' Why does the school need to watch us all the time?
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{{qf|Lisa}} Come on, people! Move it! I want to see some sweat!
:'''Willie:''' School?
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{{qf|Martin}} I'm not mastering another stair until you explain the purpose of this monstrous experiment.
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{{qf|Lisa}} I believe the key to bully-nerd antagonism lies in your drippings.
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{{qf|Martin}} Then I shall drip like a pot roast.
 
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:''([[Milhouse]], [[Martin]] and [[Database]], all shirtless, are exercising on StairMasters)''
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{{qf|Lisa}} Mr. Tatum, do you mind if I swab you with this damp rag?
:'''Lisa:''' Come on people! Move it! I want to see some sweat!
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{{qf|[[Drederick Tatum]]}} No, not at all. Swab away. Whoa, whoa, no one mentioned a beaker.
:'''Martin:''' I'm not mastering another step until you explain the purpose of this monstrous experiment.
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{{qf|Lisa}} Please? It's for science.
:'''Lisa:''' I believe the key to bully-nerd antagonism lies in your drippings.
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{{qf|Drederick Tatum}} Oh for science. In that case, proceed.
:'''Martin:''' Then I shall drip like a pot roast.
 
:'''Lisa:''' Excellent. Now don't mind the squeegee.
 
:''(she scrapes sweat off of Martin's body)''
 
 
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:'''[[Principal Skinner]]:''' Thank you, [[Drederick Tatum]]. That was truly a K.O. - Knockout Oration. Heh.
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{{qf|Homer}} Babies of Springfield! We need your help! Please! Skin your knees! Put dice up your nose! Let cats sleep on your face!
:'''[[Edna Krabappel]]:''' ''(flirting)'' Need a ride home?
 
:'''Drederick Tatum:''' You really don't want that. Trust me.
 
:'''Lisa:''' Mr. Tatum, do you mind if I swab you with this damp rag?
 
:'''Drederick Tatum:''' No, not at all. Swab away.
 
:''(Lisa pulls out a beaker and starts pouring something onto the rag)''
 
:'''Drederick:''' Whoa, whoa! Nobody mentioned a beaker.
 
:'''Lisa:''' Please? It's for science.
 
:'''Drederick:''' Oh, for science! In that case, proceed.
 
 
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:'''Scientist''': The Problem? UFOs! (holds up a fake UFO on a string) The solution? This! (cuts string)
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{{qf|[[Professor Frink]]}} Scientists... Scientists, please... Looking for some order... some order please... with the eyes forward and the hands neatly... folded. And the pain. There'll be pain. Hmmm. Pi is exactly three!
:'''Marge (watching):''' That's quite an act to follow, Lisa.
 
:'''Lisa (stepping onto stage):''' I know, and the crowd is so distinguished. The inventor of the walkie-talkie is out there.
 
:'''Marge (stepping after [[Lisa Simpson|her]]):''' Where?
 
:'''Lisa:''' Third row, near the aisle.
 
:'''Marge:''' ''(gasps)'' Ooh, you're right. And that's not his wife.
 
 
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:'''Lisa:''' But why do the bullies prey on the brainy? Is it jealousy? ''(the scientists murmur assent)'' No! The reason is chemical.
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{{qf|Lisa}} I have isolated the chemical which is emitted by every geek, dork, and four-eyes. I call it "[[Poindextrose]]".
:''(the scientists murmur disagreement)''
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{{qf|Homer}} Woo hoo! Simpsons rule! Sorry.
:'''Male researcher:''' Tha-that's impossible! Chemicals are our friends.
 
:'''Dr. [[C. Everett Koop]]:''' She's a witch!
 
 
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:'''Lisa:''' I have isolated the chemical which is emitted by every geek, dork and four-eyes. I call is "[[Poindextrose]]".
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{{qf|Homer}} So all her bullying was just to get some attention.
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{{qf|Lisa}} No, Dad! Didn't you listen to anything I said?
(when [[Lisa]] shows off [[Poindextrose|her Bully repellent]])
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{{qf|Homer}} Just to get some attention.
:'''Scientist:''' The little girl's invented some kind of bully repellent!
 
:'''Lisa:''' ''(holding up an atomizer)'' Actually, it's just ordinary salad dressing.
 
:'''Marge:''' So that's where that went.
 
:'''Lisa:''' The pungent vinegar and tangy Roquefort blocked the smell receptors, rendering the bully harmless.
 
:'''Homer:''' So all her bullying was just to get some attention.
 
:'''Lisa:''' No, Dad! Didn't you listen to anything I said?
 
:'''Homer:''' Just to get some attention.
 
  
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Latest revision as of 17:37, May 21, 2026


Season 12 Episode Quotes
263 "Hungry, Hungry Homer"
264
"Bye, Bye, Nerdie"
"Simpson Safari" 265


Marge: [horrified sound] Homer, you're still here? You should've left for work an hour ago!
Homer: They said if I come in late again, I'm fired. I can't take that chance.

Marge: I did it! I caught the school bus. Now hurry up and get on.
Lisa: But Mom, the school's right here.
Marge: I won. Don't take that away from me.

Lisa: Oh, it's tough being the new kid. Someone should go talk to her.
Bart: Yeah, somebody should. One-hour dry cleaner. Man, that's fast.

Homer: Kids gone?
Marge: Yep. It's great to have some time just to ourselves, huh?
Homer: You read my mind. Sooo... This coffee's good, huh?
Marge: Yeah. The uh... the milk really takes the edge off.
Homer: You know, I think our marriage is...

Sales lady: Your baby is dead.
[Homer and Marge scream]
Sales lady: That's what you'd hear if your baby fell victim to the thousands of deathtraps lurking in the average American home.
Marge: [reading] "Springfield Baby-Proofing"?
Homer: You...you really scared us.
Sales lady: Sorry about that. But the truth is, your baby, Maggie Simpson, is dead!
[Homer and Marge scream]
Sales lady: Dead tired of baby-proofers who don't provide a free estimate. Let's start in the kitchen.

Sales lady: Now, pretend I'm a baby. [baby voice] Goo goo. Me wike to expwore.
Homer: That's a pretty big caboose for a baby.
Marge: Homer! Don't be... Wow, that is huge.

Homer: This is such an eye-opener. I always pictured the kids dying in the living room.

Marge: Why don't you try reaching out to this new girl? See if you two have a common interest.
Lisa: Well, lots of people like jazz fusion... [plays jazz music]
Marge: Okay, that's in the "maybe" file.

Lisa: Milhouse? She got you, too?
Milhouse Van Houten: Yeah. But it's not so bad, I'm standin' on Ralph.
Ralph Wiggum: We're a totem pole. [chanting] Hiya, hiya, hoya, hiya!

Homer: Now do you realize how unsafe the American home is? Baby accidents occur every three minutes.
Marge: I'm the one who told you that.
Homer: Yeah, but this is me talking.

Homer: Look, I already encased the telephone in concrete.
Marge: How are you supposed to dial?
Homer: Reach into these holes. I use a carrot.
Marge: Isn't that a little excessive? I mean, how are the buttons dangerous?
Homer: Baby could order poison.
Marge: Oh, that's ridiculous.
[Homer dials]
Poison Delivery Service: Poison Delivery Service. A gift-basket of poisons is on its way.
Marge: [ashamed] I'm a horrible mother.
Homer: Of course you are.

Nelson Muntz: Why ya throwing tomatoes at yourself? Huh? Why ya throwing tomatoes at yourself?
Martin Prince: Your very question is faulty!
Jimbo Jones: You're faulty!

Nelson: She?! Sorry, we don't do girls. They bite and kick and scratch...
Dolph Shapiro: And sometimes we fall in love...
[bullies wistfully sigh]

Lisa: Come on, people! Move it! I want to see some sweat!
Martin: I'm not mastering another stair until you explain the purpose of this monstrous experiment.
Lisa: I believe the key to bully-nerd antagonism lies in your drippings.
Martin: Then I shall drip like a pot roast.

Lisa: Mr. Tatum, do you mind if I swab you with this damp rag?
Drederick Tatum: No, not at all. Swab away. Whoa, whoa, no one mentioned a beaker.
Lisa: Please? It's for science.
Drederick Tatum: Oh for science. In that case, proceed.

Homer: Babies of Springfield! We need your help! Please! Skin your knees! Put dice up your nose! Let cats sleep on your face!

Professor Frink: Scientists... Scientists, please... Looking for some order... some order please... with the eyes forward and the hands neatly... folded. And the pain. There'll be pain. Hmmm. Pi is exactly three!

Lisa: I have isolated the chemical which is emitted by every geek, dork, and four-eyes. I call it "Poindextrose".
Homer: Woo hoo! Simpsons rule! Sorry.

Homer: So all her bullying was just to get some attention.
Lisa: No, Dad! Didn't you listen to anything I said?
Homer: Just to get some attention.
Season 12 Quotes
Treehouse of Horror XI A Tale of Two Springfields Insane Clown Poppy Lisa the Tree Hugger Homer vs. Dignity The Computer Wore Menace Shoes The Great Money Caper Skinner's Sense of Snow HOMЯ Pokey Mom Worst Episode Ever Tennis the Menace Day of the Jackanapes New Kids on the Blecch Hungry, Hungry Homer Bye, Bye, Nerdie Simpson Safari Trilogy of Error I'm Goin' to Praiseland Children of a Lesser Clod Simpsons Tall Tales